Comments about Judith DaviesWebb

Waiting

Arrival on time, waiting for hours, custody dealt with first.The docket full to overflowing, the impatience palatable.Time sluggishly passing, discontent floats like a miasma, through the throng of humanity.

The pacing, striding back and forth, feet tiredly dragging across the floor.Disembodied voices and snatches of conversation, babies crying, Children sobbing, heels tapping.All this for 100 yards!